E.O. you old rascal you
When I was nineteen
Jamie took me to see you
Way up on your mountain
Still mean and still lean
And though no longer young
You were sinew and oak
You were salt of the earth
We sat as you told us
How it had been
How you\'d fed your family
When times had been thin
The afternoon passed
And I reached for your cheek
To give it a peck
Till next time we\'d meet
That\'s no way to kiss
Was all that you said
And you kissed with such vigor
I\'ll never forget!
Such a surprise
And such nervous laughter
Jamie stepped in, said shame
\"She could be your daughter!\"
But my forever nineteen self
Has wondered aplenty
What must you have been like
As a young buck of twenty!